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Asmodai walked up, putting the heavy issues weighting down his thoughts to the back of his mind for the present. It wouldn't do to have the wolves here asking questions. Nevertheless, even while he didn't stare at them directly, he felt the knowledge of Soro's death gnawing at his consciousness, and the impending battle made him slightly queasy. The fact was, he could still run, and that was the hardest part. He knew what he needed to do, but without anyone supervising him...the temptation to abandon this mission, and all of the costs it had demanded was strong. Nevertheless, he couldn't erase the price it had already exacted.

He bowed his head silently to Iskata, seating himself in the quickly forming circle around her person. He imagined that Hel and Deuce would soon take seats to her right and left, and then the subject of the meeting would be announced. He wasn't certain what this might be about, but it strained him to keep up his act right now. He would rather be alone to his thoughts than keeping up this charade to ensure that Phoenix Valley wasn't worried or clued in.


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